I feel it right down in my stomach when I'm in touch with something. I don't know what it is.
It was quite a shot in the head to do the album and then have it shot down by nonmusical idiots
The people who come to me are the people who are meant to come to me.
Too many hearts have been broken, failing to trust what they feel.
The dogs, and home, privacy is my constant.
He earned his love through discipline, a thundering velvet hand, his gentle means of sculpting souls took me years to understand.